Title: Rye Must Die
Author: Dakota
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy
Published: July 17, 2015

The standard Lorem Ipsum passage, used since the 1500s

“”Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum.”

Section 1.10.32 of “de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum”, written by Cicero in 45 BC

“Sed ut perspiciatis unde omnis iste natus error sit voluptatem accusantium doloremque laudantium, totam rem aperiam, eaque ipsa quae ab illo inventore veritatis et quasi architecto beatae vitae dicta sunt explicabo. Nemo enim ipsam voluptatem quia voluptas sit aspernatur aut odit aut fugit, sed quia consequuntur magni dolores eos qui ratione voluptatem sequi nesciunt. Neque porro quisquam est, qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit, sed quia non numquam eius modi tempora incidunt ut labore et dolore magnam aliquam quaerat voluptatem. Ut enim ad minima veniam, quis nostrum exercitationem ullam corporis suscipit laboriosam, nisi ut aliquid ex ea commodi consequatur? Quis autem vel eum iure reprehenderit qui in ea voluptate velit esse quam nihil molestiae consequatur, vel illum qui dolorem eum fugiat quo voluptas nulla pariatur?”

1914 translation by H. Rackham

“But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?”

Section 1.10.33 of “de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum”, written by Cicero in 45 BC

“At vero eos et accusamus et iusto odio dignissimos ducimus qui blanditiis praesentium voluptatum deleniti atque corrupti quos dolores et quas molestias excepturi sint occaecati cupiditate non provident, similique sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollitia animi, id est laborum et dolorum fuga. Et harum quidem rerum facilis est et expedita distinctio. Nam libero tempore, cum soluta nobis est eligendi optio cumque nihil impedit quo minus id quod maxime placeat facere possimus, omnis voluptas assumenda est, omnis dolor repellendus. Temporibus autem quibusdam et aut officiis debitis aut rerum necessitatibus saepe eveniet ut et voluptates repudiandae sint et molestiae non recusandae. Itaque earum rerum hic tenetur a sapiente delectus, ut aut reiciendis voluptatibus maiores alias consequatur aut perferendis doloribus asperiores repellat.”

1914 translation by H. Rackham

“On the other hand, we denounce with righteous indignation and dislike men who are so beguiled and demoralized by the charms of pleasure of the moment, so blinded by desire, that they cannot foresee the pain and trouble that are bound to ensue; and equal blame belongs to those who fail in their duty through weakness of will, which is the same as saying through shrinking from toil and pain. These cases are perfectly simple and easy to distinguish. In a free hour, when our power of choice is untrammelled and when nothing prevents our being able to do what we like best, every pleasure is to be welcomed and every pain avoided. But in certain circumstances and owing to the claims of duty or the obligations of business it will frequently occur that pleasures have to be repudiated and annoyances accepted. The wise man therefore always holds in these matters to this principle of selection: he rejects pleasures to secure other greater pleasures, or else he endures pains to avoid worse pains.”

My name is Jennifer!  I am a Wife/Military Spouse, Mother to two amazing little boys and lover of all things book related! I graduated from The University of Texas at San Antonio in 2005 with a B.B.A. in Marketing.  I got into Book Promotions about a year and a half ago with another company and have since decided to branch out on my own. I am also Owner as well as a Blogger and Reviewer at Battery Operated Book Blog.  

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Title: RAW TRUST
Author: R.J. Rollins
Genre: Adult, Erotic Romance
Published: July 20, 2015

It’s always better when you shouldn’t be doing it….

I started my senior year of college intending to have fun before being steamrolled by the demands of adult life. Recently single, I was looking for excitement, distraction, nothing serious. Guys do it, why shouldn’t girls?

When I meet him, our mutual attraction is undeniable, intense, way more than anything I had expected. He’s unlike any other guy I’ve ever known—confident, cocky, a shameless dirty talker, and he stops at nothing to get what he wants.

When I find out who he really is, I know this shouldn’t be happening. He knows it too. But we can’t stop. The risk of getting caught fuels our secret forbidden relationship.

When it all starts to unravel, when people find out and our futures are threatened, I wonder: is he everything I was looking for or everything I should avoid?

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I opened my eyes again to find his gaze trained on my mouth as his thumb circled my lips. Then stopped, right against my closed mouth. I knew what he was thinking, what he was visualizing, and I considered for a brief second dropping down off the desk and to my knees to give him what he wanted.
But damn, the way he was rocking against me. I didn’t want that to stop. I opened my mouth, taking the tip of his thumb between my lips, feeling it touch my front teeth.
His eyes raised, meeting my stare.
“You think I was ignoring you,” he said, his voice rough and low. “I wasn’t. I watched you as much as I could.”
He lowered his hand, both of them now on my thighs.
“I watched you moving through the water, watched you walking around the pool deck in your swimsuit, imagining you without it.”
All along, I thought he hadn’t even glanced at me, and here he was revealing that he’d probably looked at me more than I’d looked at him during the practices.
“I’ve fucked you so many times in my head,” he said.
And I swallowed hard, wanting him to do it now.
“And,” he continued, “I’ve been thinking about your face and the expression you’ll make when I finally slide my cock inside you.” He paused for a moment. I couldn’t manage a single word. And then, in a whisper, he said, “We’re going to have to figure out something. We can’t do this here.”
“My place.” The words barely registered, I was speaking so softly, but they came our rapid-fire. “We can go there now.”
He stood straight up, slowly, but I didn’t release my hands from around his neck.
He laughed. “I have a meeting.”
Shit.
I let go and let myself fall back on his desk.
“Sorry,” he said.
When I looked up at him, I saw a grin.
“Tease.”
He let out a little laugh. “You said you wanted this to be fun, right? What’s the rush?”
Before I left—which involved quietly opening the door and peeking out to make sure no one saw me leaving his office—we exchanged numbers. Actually, he just took mine. I wouldn’t take his. I’d already gone out of my way to come to his office, practically chasing him, so I didn’t want to be tempted to text or call him. It was his turn to come after me.

10th July WP TourTest

Title: Choices…
Author: Sarah Ann Walker
Genre: Dark Psychological Romance
Published: July 3, 2015

“Crying, I can’t help but realize, nothing in life can destroy you faster than your own choices…”

Samantha Newman is awesome.
She has best friends, a soul mate, and the love of her life.
She is loved, and she loves in return.
She is sexy, intelligent, successful, and happy.
People gravitate toward her, and live for her love…
Until she has an accident.

Recovering, things begin changing in and around her.
Samantha is no longer loved and trusted, and she’s no longer happy.
When her life becomes little more than grey darkness,
She slowly loses everyone who ever mattered to her.
Through a series of choices made,
Samantha become nothing but a memory of her former self.”

I opened my eyes again to find his gaze trained on my mouth as his thumb circled my lips. Then stopped, right against my closed mouth. I knew what he was thinking, what he was visualizing, and I considered for a brief second dropping down off the desk and to my knees to give him what he wanted.

But damn, the way he was rocking against me. I didn’t want that to stop. I opened my mouth, taking the tip of his thumb between my lips, feeling it touch my front teeth.

His eyes raised, meeting my stare.

“You think I was ignoring you,” he said, his voice rough and low. “I wasn’t. I watched you as much as I could.”

He lowered his hand, both of them now on my thighs.

“I watched you moving through the water, watched you walking around the pool deck in your swimsuit, imagining you without it.”

All along, I thought he hadn’t even glanced at me, and here he was revealing that he’d probably looked at me more than I’d looked at him during the practices.

“I’ve fucked you so many times in my head,” he said.

And I swallowed hard, wanting him to do it now.

“And,” he continued, “I’ve been thinking about your face and the expression you’ll make when I finally slide my cock inside you.” He paused for a moment. I couldn’t manage a single word. And then, in a whisper, he said, “We’re going to have to figure out something. We can’t do this here.”

“My place.” The words barely registered, I was speaking so softly, but they came our rapid-fire. “We can go there now.”

He stood straight up, slowly, but I didn’t release my hands from around his neck.

He laughed. “I have a meeting.”

Shit.

I let go and let myself fall back on his desk.

“Sorry,” he said.

When I looked up at him, I saw a grin.

“Tease.”

He let out a little laugh. “You said you wanted this to be fun, right? What’s the rush?”

Before I left—which involved quietly opening the door and peeking out to make sure no one saw me leaving his office—we exchanged numbers. Actually, he just took mine. I wouldn’t take his. I’d already gone out of my way to come to his office, practically chasing him, so I didn’t want to be tempted to text or call him. It was his turn to come after me.


Sarah Ann Walker is a Scottish Canadian who was raised in Canada, where she attended McMaster University as an English major. In 2002 Sarah met and married her American husband and they chose to remain in Canada together where they raise their son.

In the summer of 2012, during a manic two week period Sarah was transformed into the main character of ‘I am HER…’ released November 2012. The sequel ‘THIS is me…’ followed in November 2013. In May 2014 Sarah released the dark ‘My Dear Stranger’, followed by LOST in November 2014. Sarah’s newest release ‘Choices…’ was released July 3rd 2015 to rave reviews.

In her real life Sarah is an absolute junkie for coffee, high heels, and dark chocolate with sea salt.

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Title: Choices…
Author: Sarah Ann Walker
Genre: Dark Psychological Romance
Published: July 3, 2015

“Crying, I can’t help but realize, nothing in life can destroy you faster than your own choices…”

Samantha Newman is awesome.
She has best friends, a soul mate, and the love of her life.
She is loved, and she loves in return.
She is sexy, intelligent, successful, and happy.
People gravitate toward her, and live for her love…
Until she has an accident.

Recovering, things begin changing in and around her.
Samantha is no longer loved and trusted, and she’s no longer happy.
When her life becomes little more than grey darkness,
She slowly loses everyone who ever mattered to her.
Through a series of choices made,
Samantha become nothing but a memory of her former self.”


Sarah Ann Walker is a Scottish Canadian who was raised in Canada, where she attended McMaster University as an English major. In 2002 Sarah met and married her American husband and they chose to remain in Canada together where they raise their son.

In the summer of 2012, during a manic two week period Sarah was transformed into the main character of ‘I am HER…’ released November 2012. The sequel ‘THIS is me…’ followed in November 2013. In May 2014 Sarah released the dark ‘My Dear Stranger’, followed by LOST in November 2014. Sarah’s newest release ‘Choices…’ was released July 3rd 2015 to rave reviews.

In her real life Sarah is an absolute junkie for coffee, high heels, and dark chocolate with sea salt.

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Title: Choices…

Author: Sarah Ann Walker

Genre: Dark Psychological Romance

Published: July 3, 2015


“Crying, I can’t help but realize, nothing in life can destroy you faster than your own choices…”Samantha Newman is awesome.

She has best friends, a soul mate, and the love of her life.

She is loved, and she loves in return.

She is sexy, intelligent, successful, and happy.

People gravitate toward her, and live for her love…

Until she has an accident.

Recovering, things begin changing in and around her.

Samantha is no longer loved and trusted, and she’s no longer happy.

When her life becomes little more than grey darkness,

She slowly loses everyone who ever mattered to her.

Through a series of choices made,

Samantha become nothing but a memory of her former self.”

Sarah Ann Walker is a Scottish Canadian who was raised in Canada, where she attended McMaster University as an English major. In 2002 Sarah met and married her American husband and they chose to remain in Canada together where they raise their son.

In the summer of 2012, during a manic two week period Sarah was transformed into the main character of ‘I am HER…’ released November 2012. The sequel ‘THIS is me…’ followed in November 2013. In May 2014 Sarah released the dark ‘My Dear Stranger’, followed by LOST in November 2014. Sarah’s newest release ‘Choices…’ was released July 3rd 2015 to rave reviews.

In her real life Sarah is an absolute junkie for coffee, high heels, and dark chocolate with sea salt.

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